Page 67 of Claimed By the Dragon

“I am a patient male, Grace. I could make you come again first.”

She traced his lips with a finger, first the top and then the bottom, before whispering, “Claim me, Trahern. Make me your mate in all ways.”

Letting her love for him shine in her eyes, she waited.

Trahern’s heart raced as his cock throbbed. Grace was naked and under him, and all he had to do was enter her.

But for a split second, he hesitated. Maybe he should make her orgasm again.

His dragon spoke up.Stop stalling. This is Grace, our mate, our love. She’s wet and swollen and ready.

He met Grace’s eyes again. Full of desire and something softer, maybe love, he relaxed a fraction before replying to his beast.As long as you keep your vow to give me some time after, before you claim Grace.

Of course I will, as long as you keep your promise to share.

Grace touched his cheek, but before she could say anything, he kissed her. She opened without hesitation, and he lost himself in her heat and taste and the way she threaded her fingers through his hair.

He continued kissing her as he positioned himself at her entrance. Then he pushed slowly, until he was inside her to the hilt.

Instead of the urge to run or retreat, he groaned. Being inside Grace just felt…right. She gripped him just the right way, and combined with her kisses, he started moving his hips, wanting more. Much more.

Finally breaking the kiss, Trahern held Grace’s gaze with his own. Unlike with everyone else, her eyes didn’t make him uncomfortable. He knew the dark brown depths nearly as well as his own, and they were home.

More than a place, wherever his mate was, that was his home.

The urge to claim her and fill her coursed through him, and he increased his pace. He wanted to last longer, tried his best, but she was so warm and wet and gripped him perfectly that he couldn’t. And with a growl, he stilled and released inside her.

Any doubts about her being his true mate fled as she instantly orgasmed, gripping and releasing his cock, prolonging his own pleasure.

When she’d finally wrung every last drop from him, Trahern collapsed atop his mate. He knew he should roll over and stop crushing her, but he was too happy and sated and tired.

Only after Grace started playing with the hair at the nape of his neck did he muster the strength to roll to the side. He hated leaving her body, but pulled her close against his chest. The contact helped calm him a fraction.

Just a bit, though, as his dragon paced his mind.When is it my turn?

Soon. Just give me a few minutes.

With a harrumph, his dragon continued pacing.

Grace’s voice brought him back to the present. “So how was it? Your first time?”

By now, Trahern knew most of Grace’s tells. And the slightly lower volume of her voice meant she was uncertain or nervous.

He tilted her head up to meet his gaze before he kissed her and whispered, “Bloody amazing.”

She smiled, and it stirred both his heart and his cock again.

“I’m glad. I know that’s kind of awkward, and not sexy or romantic, but it’s more important to me that you enjoy sex because I’d rather like to do it again.”

He rolled her onto her back, kissed her, and replied, “I will always want to do it with you, Grace. But it will be shared with my dragon. I hope that’s still okay.”

“I’m ready for him whenever he is. I love all of you, Trahern. Nothing will change that.”

It was still hard for him to believe someone cared for him. And yet, as Grace smiled at him, with her eyes soft and tender, he knew she did.

His dragon spoke up.It’s my turn. Warn her I want to be in charge and how dragons like it.

You’ll give me control again when you’re done?